From Innocence
Christopher A. Garcia, Stephen Parker
Enduring nature's cruel embrace,
Seeping wounds interlace
Gasping as nurture's light recedes
Left to echo these silent pleas
In the shadows, suffering resides
Symphonies of torment, where hope hides
Nature's grip, a relentless bind
In the depths of despair, a soul confined
Innocence obscures the axiom of being
A prisoner of brazen hopelessness
Plasma puddles
Frail skin tears
Peeling and torn
Raped and scorned
From innocence, we falter
To decay, we wither
Apathy forms in our infancy
A dormant precursor to frailty
Enfeebled by somber twilight
Bleak horizons, morbid lethargy
Ascension
Degradation
Obscuring this revelation
From innocence, we falter
To exist is to decay
From innocence, we decay